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Three in one, but one in three,
South and North and West and East
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THE UNION.
I.
God, who girt her with the sea,
Bade our Commonweal to be:
Nought, if now not one.
Though fraud and fear would sever
The bond assured for ever,
Their shameful strength shall never
Undo what heaven has done.
II.
Watch the ravens flock to feast,
Dense as round some death-struck beast,
Black as night is black.
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